Christmas is approaching and the city gets even more and more crowded by shopping enthusiasts, thus foiling the contemplative meaning of Christmas. Not that I'm that into inwardness, but masses of shopping tourists flooding our streets make me think about inhabitants of tourist paradises who become kind of decoration for welthy guests. I'm glad when this hype is over.

Including today, there are three days left we have to survive until the Christmas fairs close their doors. We're leaving the western coast of Australia, saying goodbye to the steep point and are heading towards the Pacific Ocean. Our target is a place with two small islands: Cheeseman and Curtis island, situated between New Zealand and Tonga. Curtis consists mostly of volcanic material, while Cheeseman - the smaller one - is a rock island. Both islands are uninhabitated and unfortunately there is just a few vegetation, so no jungle to explore here. Just consider the loneliness here: there's just the sea and the winds, a perfect place to escape from the crowds. And a perfect place to dive.